Loading...
“Then who is your master? You can’t play dumb with this question.” Princess Chen insisted.
“My master is Huntblade Desolate God.” Mu Hu bowed and said, not daring to lie about this question.
“Huntblade Desolate God.” The group heard of him before.
“Amitabha, a nine-fruit desolate god. I see, so you’re his capable disciple. We were too blind to see.” Monk Zhu said.
Mu Hu scratched his head and said: “I have let down my master with my meager cultivation, unable to learn anything substantial unlike you, a master of Buddhism.”
“Are you two hiding something...
Unlock free chapters every day
Bookmark your novel and never lose track of your progress
Share your thoughts with your favorite translator in the comments.
